Sabbath Messages > Sabbath Message: June 18, 2005
Good Sabbath
June 18, 2005
June is flying by so fast; life is a raceway getting from innocence to where? Just returned from > Vancouver, which is one of God's favorite vacation places. My dear Brother Lew, our dear friend and honorary Bro, Ralph Goodson, and I drank up the beauty and sociology of a vibrant city, driving past various watery wonderments and trees that gathered like giant ants on mountainsides.
Dear God
You fashioned Eve from Adam
And tall trees from tiny seeds
And created all for humankind
To note or ignore
Depending on wisdom or foolishness.
I thought that I would thank
You—once again.
"The heavens and the earth, and all they contain, were completed. By the seventh day God had finished the work. Then God blessed the seventh day and sanctified it because on it He ceased from all His work of creation." (Genesis 2:1-3) He accomplished what we take a lifetime to notice and appreciate.
If God created the world of sights and beauty-- if humankind ignores it all--
then does it exist? When we prize gold over beauty and nature, can the soul exist?
I note that the latest King Tut exhibit is again in the US. Fran and I remember visiting the great museum, in Cairo, when we first were able to travel there. This was about 1978 , after Sadat and Begin had signed the peace treaty between Egypt and Israel, which saved many lives, but cost President Sadat his.
The great Cairo museum contained thousands of explorations of their ancient civilization; so few of these are allowed to "visit" us. Their budgets are tight and so many of their treasures are still in basements and storage, waiting for priorities and interpretations. Today's visitation will have more showmanship and marketing cleverness, so more people will be attracted to see the boy king.
While in Vancouver,there were four earthquakes in California; my TV was interrupted many times warning of a tsunami which, thankfully, didn't happen. People and experts again worry about "the big one", which we know will happen, but can't worry about every hour. When it happens, we'll try our best to cope with it, if there is any thing left to cope with and for. Could it be the substitute for Noah? I've often thought of how things have gone since that creation; religions have substituted their interpretations on why Eden disappeared and what it will take to bring God back to make a personal appearance.
I saw that scientists have succeeded in germinating a 2000-year-old date seed, coming from Masada. It reminded me of Jurassic Park, where the captured amber, of millions of years ago, was discovered and germinated into the ferocious great beasts of ions ago. I know that we go back to being dust as our souls take root someplace else--dust to dust etc--so we become part of from what we were derived, while our souls soar into another dimension, and we find love.
But God loves us always, even the fallen angels. This God forgives us humans for He made us with imperfections. However, some feel that if they are rich enough and powerful enough, that they are gods, at least demi-gods. By ignorance is pride increased, we believe so much and Internet gives us access to fairy tales that would make ancient fable-tellers blush. Ignorance is the substance of today's politics and politics is more powerful than religion in today's society and that is frightening.
Where do we race , to another planet or to wisdom? Wisdom is the pathway to opportunity and faith, faith in each other so that trust is reborn, without which there can be no leadership towards good. The pathway to God is strewn with mistaken illusions and golden moments of discovery; making certain we can tell the difference is a worthwhile investment in thoughtfulness and study.
One of our problems is that we can't tell the difference between truth and invented truth, fable and God's wishes. Until we can figure out the differences, we will make little progress. Progress is not the technical invention kind. It is how human human nature can become, how humane we are, how kind and loving we grow to be, for then we will have met God and will have found how simple the liberated mind could have been, thousands of years ago. Inside each of us can be the purest soul--that beam of light that finds truth and God and sees that They are One, always.
Have a wonderful Dad's Day; remember those who have met God and those who are still with us. And don't forget those Grand Dads, for they can be truly Grand!
sandy
